#ao3 staff

[bebx]

one thing I think is wholesome about the ao3 situation is that while we constantly bullied the creators when it’s a multi billion dollar platforms like twitter or instagram that was down, literally so far I haven’t seen anybody harass the ao3 volunteers for the site currently being down but instead we’re all collectively cheering on them and telling them they’re doing amazing while they try to fix the site so that it’s up and running again, because unlike those apps (twitter, tiktok, instagram, etc) ao3 is truly run by people like you and me who just want to create a getaway and a safe place for people to have a good time reading fics about their comfort characters. like it’s literally created and run by fans for fans. and bro I just want all these ao3 volunteers to know they’re literally our heroes and our saviors and that we appreciate them all so much

[randomstuffjustrandom]

Update

great our beloved ao3 is back

now go read or write whatever u want

what r u still doing here go

oh and say thanks to ao3 staff on your way out

[pitifulbinx]

I basically sent the staff at ao3 a love letter because they're all amazing and deserve the world, thank you for letting me read free gay fanfiction without any ads, you're my favorite ever

@ao3org, you too

[human-rodent-king]

Any Norwegian ao3 staff/volunteers, feel free to DM me your phone number and I'll vipps you a bit of money. Not much because I'm kinda broke but like. 2-3 dollars. I wanna help out but I have no other idea how to do it

[louisapennyfeather2021]

I love how the hackers are trying to ransom money out of Ao3 Staff meanwhile fandoms are absolutely foaming at the mouth to get back on the site just to donate more money.

[lolabearwrites]

Thank you AO3 staff for your hard work <3 <3

[natnuszsstuff]

People pls i need merch with this

WE MADE IT FOLKS!!!

[brainrotallthewaydown1312]

this is everyone's reminder that AO3 is very important and the staff works tirelessly to keep it as nice, as organized, and as secure as it is. they keep the tags organized and functional, wrangling all the misspelled and slightly different variations of all your favorite tags together. they maintain the largely positive comment base and are regularly getting rid of new comment bots quicker than any other site right now, including much smaller ones. they have protected us from security attacks, given us ways to combat ai scraping, and kept donor lists private, all despite having to swim against the current of modern tech and security company standards to maintain what is best for, us it's userbase. and we are massive. there are so many of us. and staff works hard making sure we are all able to have our comfy little pocket. and they do this as a volunteer run company, relatively quietly. everyone thank staff every chance you get, appreciate them for all they continue to give us, and if you have the means, donate at every opportunity. AO3 is one of the last public safe havens of free expression for writers and artists left and we have staff to thank for that

[hiveswap]

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[dragonsbluee]

All of us gathering as ao3 goes down for the second day in a row.

[dandy-daisylion]

hey can we get a fucking round of applause?

standing ovation for @ao3org for fighting for fandom. we see you, we love you, we appreciate you, and we will be kind and patient until such a time as this issue is resolved.

(we will hopefully all also remember this next donation season)

rb to kiss ao3 staff on the forehead and give everyone a juice box and some animal crackers <3

[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

“So, babysitting?”

Alberu follows after the delinquent. From the record the vice-principal gave him access to, Cale frequently drinks alcohol, he often gets himself into a lot of fights, and he barely passed his classes at the end of the grading period. The teachers never call on him in class, girls and boys avoid him alike, and he is- supposedly- completely intolerable.

Which is why Alberu Crossman, who’s only a little older yet infinitely more mature has been assigned by the principal (his father) to get the troublemaker under thumb. Cale's father is quite wealthy, actually, and since there isn't much known about the successor to the Henituse family... it'd be bad if he had to be expelled.

Cale scowled. ��Yes, babysitting, your highness. Please, leave if you must,” He jeers at Alberu, but internally he thinks, 'No, really. Please leave.' Otherwise, he might get caught in the act.

Of not actually being Cale.

Roksu aims a sour expression at Alberu, who returns it with a more flowery one. Acting as his twin for the day had been easy enough, mainly because being trash is great!- until Alberu Crossman strolled into his lunch period and introduced himself.

He is even following him out of the school to his job. Well, this job is Roksu’s and not Cale’s, but because he can’t ditch work nor can he get glib-tongued Alberu off his tail-

Well shit.

Thankfully, the kids call him hyung. Except Raon, who calls him human. Hopefully Alberu doesn’t look into it too much. If everything goes right, Alberu Crossman will be Cale's problem to deal with tomorrow. As it should have been.

“I didn’t know you liked kids, Cale,” Alberu smiles charmingly, walking side by side with Roksu. “Can you introduce me?” Roksu struggles to not put on his own disarming smile out of spite, instead plastering on a classic Cale Sneer™. It fits on his face perfectly, like he’s playing a character in a play.

They enter the building and ‘Cale’ guides Alberu to a colorful playroom, decked out in toys and a fountain of running water as the centerpiece (A gift from his father, who is still upset that Roksu doesn't visit more often). There’s a tray of fruits and oatmeal on the small table in the corner of the room, except not a soul to be seen. Picking up a bowl of oatmeal and finding the ceramic to still be hot, Roksu almost smiles.

Alberu frowns. Where are the kids he's supposed to babysit?

Roksu tells the empty air, "Come on out."

Three children appear out of nowhere in front of them.

“Hyung!”

“Human! You’re back!”

“Hyung, nya.” On examines Alberu some more.

All of the kids had been revealed the moment that Roksu spoke, as Raon unveiled the invisibility on them.

Raon runs up and grabs Roksu’s hand, who places it on his head, rubbing the black hair comfortingly. “Mm.” Raon beams at the affection.

“Raon, On, Hong,” they each look up at him at the call of their names. “This is Alberu Crossman, he is doing a report on my trashy behavior. Don’t be rude."

All three children become hostile immediately. “He isn't trash!”

On observes Alberu with an intense glare. Raon shifts under Roksu’s hand, his deep blue eyes glinting with magic. Roksu positions him away from the older teen’s view. Raon grips onto Roksu’s pant leg with a vengeance. Hong stares openly, offensive.

Alberu smiles at them.

"I'm visiting with Cale Hyung for today, nice to meet you."

Hong gasps suddenly.

“He-!” On gives her brother a look, and he clamps his hands over his mouth. Alberu feels a deep curiosity, as if something isn’t quite as it seems.

Roksu sighs. It’s going to be a long hour.

At the midway point, Alberu has easily disarmed the children. They look fascinated at the magic he shows them, while Roksu can only rub a palm over Raon’s shoulder as a warning to keep his dragon magic under control. He's still just a child that wants to brag. Everything is going well.

Bang!

“Hey Roksu! How was-“ Cale bursts through the door, bright red hair equipped with a shit-eating grin, wearing clothes far less fancy than his usual. He tenses up, frozen in place when he spots Alberu on the floor, politely sitting "crisscross applesauce" with the children. Roksu narrows a withering glare at his twin.

“… Roksu?”

Alberu looks at ‘Cale,’ sitting next to him, the one he's spent the entire day with, who is trying to send what must be the real Cale into the sun with his eyes.

“Ha… ha?” Cale winces. Roksu wipes his expression from his face.

“Cale-hyung, run! That’s the human’s bad look!” Alberu’s eyes widen as he watches the confirmed real Cale bolt back into the hallway and out of the front door. Alberu whips his head back toward the stranger behind him, who is a perfect replica of the Cale who ran like Hell. Cale has an identical twin?? Since when? Why doesn't he go to school?

Roksu levels an emotionless gaze at Alberu. “Hello, your highness. Don’t mind me.”

Alberu can only watch in astonishment as this stranger walks out of the playroom, with a smooth and deadly gait as he hunts down his twin like a predator would to prey. He recalls the look 'Roksu' gave him and it sends a shiver down the principal’s son’s spine. That gaze held secrets.

Something about this stranger is even more interesting than the sudden appearance of a twin.

On walks up to him, sitting down in his lap and looking into his eyes. “Roksu-hyung will be back soon, nya!” Hong bounds over and sits next to his sister, grinning widely. Raon huffs and looks at the door. He wants his human to come back.

[prince-liest]

LET'S GOOOOOO <3 I love you forever and always, AO3!!!

Context:

I originally started using the tag "Vox's One-Sided Psychosexual Obsession With Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)" for my fic series 666: Live On Air! and a lot of people thought it was snazzy enough to use in their own fics, to the point where there are now multiple pages of fics that use that tag! I recently noticed that the tag "Vox's Obsession with Alastor (TM)" got canonized, which was awesome!

However, out of the 71 works in that tag at the time of me noticing, 56 used at least the word "psychosexual" and most included the entire original tag I had started with. So I (honestly mostly figuring it was a long shot) sent AO3 Support an email mentioning that and asking if they could also canonize the original, because I genuinely thought it was both a well-liked and useful tag in full.

AND THEY DID! I AM SO PLEASED.

[lolabearwrites]

Real talk, I wanna thank the staff on AO3 for their diligence and hard work..y'all do this for free and deserve all the love ❤️

[moongirl0305]

I NEED TO READ MY STUPID LITTLE GAY FIREFIGHTER BED TIME FANFICTION

WHY AO3

WHYYYYYYYYYYYY